469, ambition
The conference room on the top floor of the consortium was empty. Mobile terminal Ou Yanzhe has taken over the military department since he took over, and he has less time to come here. He sat alone for a moment, and from the lookout window he could see the tall bronze iron riders of the Connington Center.
When Masha and her secretary came up by elevator, they saw him with his long legs propped up and his forehead in one hand, and he didn't know what he was thinking in this highest place.
I have come here many times to talk about cooperation and fundraising, and it is also an unexpected luck to meet the young marquis.
Ou Yanzhe's rare free time was interrupted.
The two women greeted each other meticulously, and Ou Yanzhe raised his eyes to see that both of them had the same and just right smiles. He looked at it for a moment, still with a gentle smile on his face, and said casually, "You're a classmate of Cherry, Rhine?" I remember you. β
"Yes, we met at the Chamber of Commerce last time, and I went with my father."
Ou Yanzhe's smile deepened: "It has always been you who came here to attract investment? What about your father? β
"He's getting older, and it's always a little inconvenient, so it's always been me."
"I've heard Lian go back and talk about it, you Rhein Industry want to transform?" He searched his memory for a moment. Rhine seems to want to enter the fashion and entertainment sector in Paris, with a lot of venture capital, but the capital chain is broken, and turnover is imminent.
Martha nodded, intending to talk again, but it just so happened that Steward Joey brought back a small snack.
Martha swallowed the words to her lips and nodded to the old butler.
Steward Joy smiled back and handed the small cake to Ou Yanzhe.
"Does the Marquis like these little snacks? I have a store in the Champs-ΓlysΓ©es where people can make it and deliver it. β
Ou Yanzhe seemed to smile, "No need." Not that I like it. He fiddled with the ribbon on the box for a moment, then handed it to Joey, and said, "It's my wife who wants to eat it." β
Martha was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I forgot, cherry is okay?" If you want to eat these snacks, I make them myself every day. β
Ou Yanzhe straightened up, blonde hair and blue eyes, handsome and incomparable, coupled with a body of momentum, Martha had to take half a step back to the side with the secretary. The young marquis walked in front and said in a light tone, "Even the backtracking is in the office, you go to him to talk about the financial matters." β
Martha answered, smelling the incense on the shirt he had walked by, and when she looked down, the fabric on his arm was casually pulled, his skin was as white as ivory, and he wore a silver ring on his slender fingertips, which reflected the light in pieces.
Sitting back in the car, Ou Yanzhe smiled, his expression was cold, and he asked casually, "Rhine only has one daughter?" β
Joey was sorting through the information at hand, not quite understanding why he suddenly asked about this. Rhine was a wealthy merchant in Paris, who made his fortune as a businessman, and made a windfall through the change of dynasty, thus gaining a firm foothold in Paris. Ou Yanzhe rarely cared about these small families, and Joey told him anyway while he was strange.
"It is said that there is also a son and a daughter, both of whom are raised outside. After the death of Rhine's wife, he was taken into the house. β
Ou Yanzhe smiled.
"Why is the young master asking this? Miss Martha is Madame's classmate, and Madame should know more about what the young master has to ask. β
Ou Yanzhe waved his hand and took the document from his hand, his slender fingers flicked the pages, and the whole person was lazy.
"Nothing. I just think there's something interesting about this woman, and there is ambition in her eyes. β
"Ambition?" Joey thought for a moment and said, "It's no wonder that my father's illegitimate son enters the house, and who can sit still." β